by Alexis Angel
They thrust harder and faster with each minute until we’re all yelling and moaning for each other. I breathe in deep through my nostrils, and as I exhale, I’m overcome with a warm, tingling sensation throughout my body. I come hard onto Chase’s cock and spit out Eric’s dick as I cry in a long, intense orgasm, gushing and gushing cum.
When I settle down, I get right back to Eric’s cock and let him fuck my face and my throat as Chase continues to pound into me, now using my own cum as lube.
The synchronization of these two men is phenomenal. As they’re at their max pace, fucking me relentlessly, they both cum at the same time.
Eric’s hot, creamy cum lands right in my throat and on the back of my tongue, just enough for me to get a good taste of it all. Chase’s cum fills my little cunt and spills out, dripping and rolling down my legs. I reach back and scoop it up into my fingers and lick it off, with Eric’s cum still fresh in my mouth.
I swish their cum around in my mouth and mix both of them for my favorite flavor of protein shake: Two Billionaires, One Kara.
I’m hot and sweaty, and so I just completely remove my pants and my tank top. My pussy is already out for the room to see, and my nipples are so hard there’s nothing left to the imagination. I might as well be naked, right?
Eric pants and stands up, grabbing at the silks we were just doing our aerial tricks on. He stands me up with him and wraps one around my torso and knots it several times, making sure there’s reinforcement. He uses the other side of the silk like a pulley system and lifts me off the ground.
I’m completely naked and on display for the entire gym if anyone were to walk in. That feeling alone is so thrilling and I’m already soaking wet again before I even have time to think about it.
Eric holds my silk as he gets himself tied into his own. He swings himself towards me and holds me in his arms.
I feel kind of like I’m Jane, and Eric is my Tarzan. He brings me in even tighter and kisses me passionately. His cock is between my legs, teasing my clit ever so slightly as we make out.
I start thrusting at him as I hold onto our silks to brace myself. He humps back at me, our movements growing intense. The momentum from being suspended in the air intensifies the motions as well.
I tilt my hips up higher the next time he goes to thrust, and he slides right into my pussy. We both moan loud at the sudden insertion.
I grip my free hand onto his skin and take deep breaths as he uses all of his core strength to plow me right in the air.
“Wrap your legs around me, Kara,” he instructs me. I quickly follow orders. “Good. Now hold on to me tight.”
He lets go of my silk. We’re entirely dependent on him to hold us up in the air. He has one foot looped through, and the rest is his arm supporting our weight. He thrusts up and lowers us on the silk with each pump.
As we come down, my cunt falls harder onto his cock from the gravitational force, drilling him into me further. I whimper with each hump, and I scratch into his back as he drives me up a wall of pleasure.
We return to the ground, and as his feet are planted on the floor, one final thrust sends me over the edge, and I orgasm right there.
“I’m fucking coming! ERIC! ERIC I’M COMING!”
Eric continues to fuck me good and hard, my legs wrapped around his back as I squirt all over his cock.
My muscles tense so hard I can actually feel them growing sore from all of the intense activity. I ride out my massive wave of pleasure and adrenaline, and it ends with Eric pulling out of my pussy and kissing me again.
“Holy fucking shit!” I exclaim. “I can’t say I’ve ever experienced anything like that before. But holy shit am I excited to say I have now!”
They smile at me, Eric panting hard from our aerobatic fornication. Chase comes forward and hugs me tight.
“You say that like we’re finished,” he says playfully.
“Oh? What’s next, then?” I respond eagerly.
“Stand over there,” Chase says. He’s pointing back over to the silks. “I have something I wanna try.”
“Sir, yes, sir,” I reply and wink as I strut back over to my pink silks.
“Close your eyes,” he orders. “No peeking yet.”
He takes my right arm and lifts it into the air. He wraps a silk around it and knots it tight. He raises my left arm and repeats the same knot.
Then he wraps another silk around my left and right legs. He gives them each a good tug before adjusting them, lifting me into the air, a few inches off the ground.
I’m completely restrained by the silks, leaving him to do as he pleases with me, which is one hundred percent okay with me right now. I’m already aching for his touch again.
Chase stands in front of me, and I can feel his hands hovering over me. He’s teasing me so purposely and I have no way to even lunge forward to force his hands against my skin.
“Tell me what you want, Kara,” he says.
“You know what I want, Chase,” I snap back. I’m a very feisty soul when I’m so fucking horny I can barely breathe.
“Excuse me?” he answers. “Is that how you get what you want from me, miss?”
“No, sir.”
“Good girl. Tell me what you want,” he commands.
“I want you to touch me! Touch me however you want. I just want you to make me come, please!” I beg, practically whimpering while I deliver my request.
I can barely finish answering Chase. His fingers are quick to find my pussy and run along my pussy lips, feeling just how wet I am before sliding my clit between his forefinger and middle finger.
I moan and toss my head back. My goosebumps are back, and my nipples are rock-hard again. I start doing my best to thrust against his fingers while my limbs are held in place.
He starts kissing me, his tongue quickly entering my mouth and flicking against my lips. I part my lips and allow our tongues to dance together while he rubs my clit.
He starts kissing down my body, starting at my neck and slowly traveling downward. He playfully nibbles at my collarbone as he makes his way down.
He licks from my chest all the way down to my belly button and kisses his way down the rest of the way to my pussy. His fingers move away from my clit and are replaced by his soft lips brushing against it teasingly.
He flicks his tongue between my pussy lips, just enough to get a taste of my sweet pussy juices. He laps between them again, deeper, tonguing against my hole before dragging his tongue up to my clit and suctioning his mouth to it and sliding his fingers inside of my pussy.
His fingers slide deep inside of me and find my G-spot, rubbing hard against it as he licks my little swollen clit. I throw my head back and forth moaning, balling my fists tight, and curling my toes all finding ways to express my extreme pleasure.
I look forward and see Eric, standing, watching Chase’s makeshift bondage gear hold me back and take the pleasure they’re going to give me. He’s smiling, his rock-hard cock in his hand, starting to stroke it some before making a move of his own.
He walks around behind me, and I hear him spit onto his cock. He gropes my ass and smacks it.
“Do you want it inside you?” Eric asks, as if he doesn’t already know.
“Fuck yes I do!” I exclaim.
“Good, you little slut,” he replies, as he pushes his cock against my asshole. He slides it inside of me slowly, and I relax my ass, letting him go deeper and deeper.
As he starts to pump into me, I’m on the edge from Chase’s mouth and fingers fucking my pussy. I moan loud and intensely, my voice echoing through the gym. Shit, the buildings across the street probably hear me being fucked by these two.
But I don’t fucking care. I’m so fucking happy to have these guys giving me all of their attention and making sure I’m satisfied.
I come all over Chase’s face. His lips are pressed against my pussy lips, letting all of my cum flow right into his mouth. He laps up every bit of it.
He pecks his lips against my clit
before standing up. He licks his lips before pushing them against mine and kissing me passionately, the taste of my cunt ever-present on his mouth, with little hints of his cum as well.
As we make out, I’m moaning from Eric fucking my ass. He’s thrusting deep and slow, letting me feel every movement.
Chase’s cock is rock-hard and pressed against my leg as we continue kissing. I nibble his lip, and when he pulls away from our kiss, I bite my own lip and peer down at his crotch.
“You want some more, you naughty little bitch?” he asks, adoringly.
“Of course I do, sir,” I say quickly.
“I knew you would, you dirty little slut,” he responds with a wide grin.
He positions his cock at my cunt and shoves it right in. I have Eric fucking me from behind and Chase fucking me in front. Their cocks are so big I can feel them both pressing against each other, the only thing separating them a thin strip of flesh between my ass and my pussy.
Their bodies are pressed tightly against mine, and they’re picking up their pace, their thrusting matching one another.
They both hump harder and faster, gripping into different places of my body. Eric’s hands reach around and grope my big, heavy tits.
Chase’s hands are cupping my ass cheeks, spreading them further apart and letting Eric get deeper into my ass. All the while, they’re both sucking on my neck on either side as they’re plowing into both of my holes.
I’m so fucking full of cock and cum, and I couldn’t be happier. Every time I move my arms, I remember I’m still tied up. The silks are starting to chafe against my skin, but it’s a pleasurable, erotic stinging that complements the raw, passionate fucking.
As they continue to fuck the ever-loving shit out of me, my vision goes fuzzy, and I know I’m close. As I feel my orgasm building up inside of me, I also feel their cocks throbbing hard and twitching with each thrust into me.
“I’m coming!” I shout. They both grab me harder and fuck me as hard and as quickly as they’re able. I let out a long, extreme moan as I gush cum all over again, squirting it all over both of their cocks.
I pant and grip the silks as my muscles start to relax, and the post multi-orgasm fatigue starts to set in. I smile and enjoy the sensations of their cocks still pumping hard into me.
“I’m coming,” I hear both of them shout almost at the same time. Eric’s cum spills into my ass, gushing so hard it comes bursting right back out as fast as it leaves his cock into me.
Chase’s cum explodes into my cunt, burst after burst. These two have such a massive supply of cum, my little pussy and ass just can’t house it all. I have it all dripping down my legs, down my feet, and even pooling on the floor below me.
When they finish coming and catch their breath, they untie me and help me back to the floor. The first thing I do, because I just can’t let it go to waste, is wipe their cum from my legs and deposit it onto my tongue.
Their cum is a fucking drug, and I just can’t get enough. I look at Eric and Chase, standing in front of me. They’re proud of the uninhibited slut I’ve become for them. Their smiling faces say it all.
Fuck, I’m proud of the girl I’ve become, too. The two of them bring the best out of me, and it’s becoming harder and harder to picture anything without them.
And I’m okay with that.
Eric
Silly little bitch could’ve leaned her seat back if she wanted to sleep for the whole flight to Tokyo…but dammit if Kara isn’t too fucking sweet, resting her pretty blonde head on Chase’s shoulder instead, with her slender little fingers wrapped around mine.
My only regret is that Kara is missing all the luxuries of the private first-class suite we booked for the three of us. Cost a small fortune, but that’s the perk of having more money than you know what to do with—and after Kara’s performance at Miss Sexy USA, Chase and I are richer than ever.
Protein Plus has been flying off the shelves since its launch a few weeks ago—and it would be wrong to think that Kara Gilmore didn’t have a hand in that.
Her sexy little strip-tease, her incredible speech—even that devastating fall during the parade portion of the pageant ensured that all eyes were on our girl for the entire fucking broadcast.
Every bastard watching wanted to fuck Kara when she was up there at the mic, her perfect, nude body sparkling in the spotlight and a profession of her love for Chase and me on her lips.
I’d kill every last one of them for even fucking thinking about it if it was at all feasible to do so. Hell, I’m a clever guy. I could find a way.
I still fucking might.
But more importantly, every woman who tuned into the pageant wanted to be Kara that day. It’s not just her social media pages blowing up anymore—no, now she’s a topic of conversation on the morning talk shows and the nightly news, too.
And the whole fucking time, every single one of those bitches saw that Protein Plus had a hand in making Kara shine so fucking bright. We’ve had to ramp up production to insane levels just to keep up with demand.
Unfortunately for our customers, they’ll never quite have what Kara has. It’s not just about appearances with this girl—even if I do want to rip her fucking clothes off and lift her up and down on my cock while we’re miles fucking high.
Kara’s fucking special. End of story. I’ve never met a woman as witty as her, as clever or as charming—and I know Chase feels exactly the same.
“I really do fucking love her, you know,” he says like he’s reading my fucking mind—but softly. Gently. So she doesn’t wake up.
“So do I,” I agree. “Which is why—I mean, we’re still good, right?”
Chase picks up what I’m putting down. Always fucking does.
“I’m not a fuckin’ idiot, man,” he says. “She loves us both. We both love her. If I’ve gotta share her with anyone, I’m glad that it’s you.”
“I feel the same way, bro,” I say, squeezing Kara’s little hand in mine. “I think…Fuck, it sounds idiotic coming out of my mouth—”
“Most things do.”
“I think she brings us together. Shit was good before, but…”
“It’s fuckin’ perfect now,” Chase agrees. “Why fuck with a good thing when we know how fuckin’ good we’ve got it?”
“Exactly. So we agree, then.”
“She’s ours,” Chase affirms. “But if any other bastard so much as fuckin’ looks at her wrong…”
“We snap his fucking neck and see how your mafia connections feel about getting rid of the body.”
“They would,” Chase muses. “Fuckers owe me one.”
We don’t often talk about Chase’s dark past, even though he’s obviously made peace with that shit. After we came back from the Middle East, we all went our separate ways.
But when I decided I was launching a fitness empire…well, I would have been an idiot not to reconnect with him. What makes a gym look tougher than being partially owned by a former mafia hit-man and ex-con?
Power Plus got Chase back on his feet after prison, and now it’s made us billionaires. The Protein Plus line is just going to propel us even higher—and with Kara at our side, who knows what else we can do?
Sky’s the fucking limit—which is saying something, since we’re already miles over the Pacific as we speak.
“Can I get you boys anything?” the flight attendant asks, poking her head into the suite for what must be the fifteenth fucking time in the last hour.
“What did I tell you last time?” I ask.
“Well, you said no, but—” she licks her lips, staring at me, then at Chase, and then back to me again.
“Nothing’s changed,” I inform her. “We’ll ring you if we need anything—but more likely than not, we won’t.”
If Kara was awake, I’d show this slut of a flight attendant exactly how little we need her nosy ass poking around in our private suite. Let her walk in on Kara’s sexy ass bouncing up and down on my 12-inch dick—we’d see what this bitch thought s
he could fucking do for us then.
I figured my brush-off would have been enough to send the flight attendant packing, truth be told—but nope. She’s still fucking here, sliding her tongue over that gaudy red lipstick she’s got painted all over her lips and trying to think of a reason to linger for a little longer.
“Is that, um...Is that Kara Gilmore? From Miss Sexy USA?”
I nod, and Chase stays fucking still as a statue. He looks bored, honestly, but I also know that he’s making an effort not to move so he doesn’t wake up the angel sleeping on his shoulder right now.
“I recognized her from the pageant,” the flight attendant admits. “I was…um. I was there. When she fell and everything—you were the guys who ran onto the stage and helped her up, right?”
I nod again. I don’t need to enter a fucking dialogue with this bitch—I just need her to say her piece so she can leave us in peace.
“And when she gave that speech…it was you two she was talking about, wasn’t it?”
I nod. Fucking Christ. Leave, bitch. My angel is sleeping—I wouldn’t mind getting a little shut eye with her. It’s fucking dumb, but if Kara isn’t awake, I fancy the idea of meeting her in my dreams.
“Wow,” the flight attendant breathes. “Two guys at once…and you’re the best sex she’s ever had.” She bites her lip, trying to get at something. Two fucking guesses at what. “I wonder what that’s like,” she says softly as her fingertips toy with the buttons of her shirt.
“Not interested,” I inform her.
I see all her dreams and fantasies come crashing down around her. Just like that.
“P-please?” she says, shifting tactics.
She looks fucking desperate now. I almost feel bad for her…but fuck. On Kara, desperation is the sexiest thing in the world. Like she’d do anything to come or to get at our cum.
On this woman, it just looks sad.
“Flattered,” I tell her, trying to let her down gently. “But not interested.”
“I-I’ll do anything,” she whispers, coming closer. “Anything you want. I swear—you can even…” She looks around, like she’s so embarrassed that she wants to make sure that no one else is listening. “You can even put it in my ass, if you want.”
